Best Songs of 2010 – Honorable Mentions
In 2010, Shakira continued her impressive win streak, releasing Sale el Sol just a year after the irresistible She Wolf.
After the latter record’s club-heavy focus, Sale el Sol was a return to the Latin dance and pop sounds that highlighted the early years of her career.
In a weird way, the record reminds me of Beck’s Guero, in that it’s a mature and measured synthesis of styles dabbled in over the previous decade. Probably the first time that comparison has been made.
It’s tough to pick just one song to represent this album. I’m tempted to go with one of the slamming dance tracks highlighted by guest rappers — ‘Rabiosa’ or ‘Gordita’ — but equally intrigued by the idea of highlighting one of the album’s more traditional rock songs.
And then there’s ‘Waka Waka,’ the World Cup sensation that probably deserves a spot on any year-end list.
But I’ve decided to go with ‘Addicted to You’ for its meringue beat and its neat demonstration of Shakira’s increasing comfort level in both English and her native Spanish. There’s no reason the chorus of this song has to be in English, or the verses in Spanish for that matter, but somehow both feel right. It reminds me of hearing my Cuban-American wife on the phone with her mother, slipping between the two languages without even realizing it.
El agua con que te bañas.
Pero cada cosita que haces ami me parece un hazaña.
Me besaste esa noche cual si fuera el unico dia de tu boca,
Cada vez que me acuerdo yo siento en mi pecho el pezo de una roca.
Son tus ojos, marrones
Esa areta verdosa
Es tu cara de niño
Tu sonrisa nerviosa
I’m addicted to you, porque es un vicio tu piel
Baby I’m addicted to you, quiero que te dejes querer.
I’m addicted to you, porque es un vicio tu piel
Baby I’m addicted to you, quiero que te dejes querer.
Por el puro placer de solo disfrutar ahora si me llevo la corriente
Ya no puedo comer ni dormir como lo hace la gente decente
Tu recuerdo a quedado asi como un roche prendido el mi almohada
Y tu encambio que tienes memoria de pez no te acuerdas de nada.
Son tus manos de hombre,
Y el olor de tu espalda
Lo que no tienen nombre,
Lo heredo tu mirada.
I’m addicted to you, porque es un vicio tu piel
Baby I’m addicted to you quiero que te dejes querer.
I’m addicted to you, porque es un vicio tu piel
Baby I’m addicted to you quiero que te dejes querer.
good song, but nothing I would find myself listening to as a steady diet.
What if your doctor prescribed a steady diet of Latin dance music? THEN would you?
no, I would have to disobey doctor’s orders:)